After I died, the sickly prince turned black

Zhao Yan reacted and was immediately excited.

"Big brother..."

"If you dare to shed tears, I will whip you." Zhao Zhen interrupted, "What does it sound like a big man is crying?"

Zhao Yan's eyes turned red, and he smiled when he heard the words: "Thank you, big brother, for your success!"

Zhao Zhen patted Zhao Yan's shoulder, turned his head and met You Ziqing's eyes with a meaningful smile, and his expression became numb for a moment.

Taking advantage of Zhao Yan's inattention, You Ziqing leaned into Zhao Zhen's ear: "You have been taught, the next time the emperor cries, I won't coax you, just smoke."

Zhao Zhen: "..."

Glancing at You Ziqing, Zhao Zhen hooked the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand to grab You Ziqing's wrist, and was grabbed by You Ziqing's backhand, and they held each other together.

The two were holding hands and kissing each other. Zhao Yan, who was thinking about things, suddenly turned his head and saw the corners of the two's mouth twitch.

However, the two people who were discovered were very calm, and they didn't mean to shy away from others at all.

Zhao Yan couldn't help feeling a little sour when he thought about himself and Dark Seven, but now is not the time to be sour.

"That big brother, Xiao Qi is a man after all, if we get married, it's not appropriate to keep him in the back house, then he..."

Hearing that Zhao Yan was struggling with this, Zhao Zhen interrupted: "As long as you don't mind, I will make him a guard with a knife in front of the imperial court."

"I don't mind, I don't mind, thank you, big brother!" Zhao Yan said with a smile: "Our Xiaoqi is so good at kung fu, it's too embarrassing to be confined to the back house, this is just right!"

Zhao Zhen shook his head, and looked at You Ziqing, noncommittal.

Several people entered the room, Zhao Yan was about to greet Zhao Zhen and the two to take their seats, but Zhao Zhen interrupted with a look of disgust: "Hurry up and change your body!"

"No change!" Zhao Yan himself didn't dislike it at all: "Our Xiaoqi likes to watch it."

As soon as the words fell, he was hit on the shoulder by An Qishi who was hiding in the dark.

Zhao Yan glanced at the direction where the stone was flying, and didn't care, "Beating is kissing and scolding is love."

But then he straightened his face: "But big brother, Xiaoqi... When he came to big brother, did he have something like a body deed, where is his ancestral home, and his surname..."

"No." Zhao Zhen said: "You also know that they were all orphans taken in by the queen mother. Some of them were still infants when they were taken in, and the older ones were less than ten years old. I'm afraid they don't even remember it."

And most of these people formed the Black Armor Army, and Anqi and the others were brought to Zhao Zhen's side.

But when it comes to the first queen, several people are a little silent.

"The queen mother is such a good person. She can kill enemies without losing to men. Everyone says she is the queen of Hades, but who knows that she is the most kind-hearted, and she has taken in orphans and helped refugees a lot."

Zhao Yan can still recall the voice, face and smile of the former empress, she was really a strange woman who was beautiful, kind and wise.

But it was such a strange woman who refused to give up to her husband, but died of love.

Regardless of meritorious deeds or good deeds, they were all credited to the first emperor, but they didn't get a case, only a stigma and loess.

This topic was too heavy, You Ziqing was worried that Zhao Zhen would feel uncomfortable, so he squeezed his hand.

Zhao Zhen shook his head at him, his mood was much calmer than expected.

You Ziqing's heart skipped a beat: "But have you collected the evidence to overturn the case for the Wei family?"

"Yeah." Zhao Zhen nodded: "After the enthronement ceremony, it will be arranged."

There were still a lot of things to do in the palace, and the two of them didn't stay in the Third Prince's Mansion for too long, and left after sitting for a while.However, out of brotherly morality, before leaving, he thoughtfully left An Qi behind.

After getting into the carriage, Zhao Zhen looked at You Ziqing who was lazily leaning against the wall of the carriage with his eyes closed, and stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms.

"What's wrong?" You Ziqing leaned on his shoulder and asked with eyes closed.

"Are you reluctant to part with Dark Seven?" Zhao Zhen rubbed You Ziqing's hair.

"There's nothing you can't bear to part with, and it's not like you won't see each other in the future." You Ziqing simply slid down and lay down with a pillow on Zhao Zhen's lap.

"Turn back and let Ansan stay by your side." Zhao Zhen twirled You Ziqing's hair sticking to his forehead: "Hu often waits for the grand ceremony before letting him enter the palace, and then he will stay by your side to serve you."

"Yeah." You Ziqing turned over and hugged Zhao Zhen's waist, her face pressed against his abdomen and arched her head: "The third prince's ancient costume is really ugly, you should stop wearing it."

Zhao Zhen almost couldn't hold back his laughter, he stroked You Ziqing's head and said, "I must look better in my clothes than him, if you don't believe me, I'll show you the clothes tonight."

"Do you want to put on heavy makeup too?" You Ziqing couldn't imagine Zhao Zhen's heavy makeup.

"Your man is naturally beautiful, so you don't need it." Zhao Zhen squeezed the back of You Ziqing's neck, and thought for a while: "You must look better than me in women's clothing, or we both have a few outfits, and we will wear it at that time, um ?”

"No." You Ziqing ruthlessly refused: "I want face."

"It doesn't matter, you can do me wearing women's clothing." Zhao Zhen imagined that scene, and thought it was really good.

You Ziqing was speechless: "You don't really intend to do this, do you?"

"Then do you follow?" Zhao Zhen looked expectant.

"Heh!" You Ziqing sneered, buried his face in Zhao Zhen's abdomen again, and stopped talking to him.

But Zhao Zhen didn't give up because of this, and kept this matter in his heart.

On the other side of the Third Prince's Mansion, Zhao Yan also pulled out An Qi who was hiding in the dark.Just as she was about to give her a passionate and deep kiss in her arms, An Qi pushed her away in disgust.

"It's so ugly." An Qi said coldly, "I've never seen such an ugly man disguised as a woman."

When their secret guards were investigating some particularly difficult news, they sometimes disguised themselves. It was not uncommon for men to disguise themselves as women, but they were not as ugly as Zhao Yan, and it hurt their eyes!

Zhao Yan didn't get angry when he was rejected, so he went to wash off his makeup and changed back into men's clothes.

It's just that as soon as he changed his clothes and came out from behind the screen, he carried An Qi on his shoulders.

Caught off guard, An Qi was shocked: "What are you doing?"

"The bridal chamber!" Zhao Yan threw down two words, carried An Qi into the inner room with big strides, and threw her on the bed.

He was also afraid that An Qi would jump up, but in the end, An Qi didn't move at all, and lay there obediently, with a pair of clean and clear eyes that didn't blink like a puppy, as if he was lying flat and letting "deception".

"Why are you so obedient all of a sudden?" Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

An Qi blinked, knelt up and stretched out his arms to hug Zhao Yan's neck.

"What's the matter?" Feeling the warmth flowing into the collar, Zhao Yan's heart tightened: "Okay, why are you still crying?"

"Thank you." An Qi sniffed: "Thank you for loving me, me too, I love Your Highness very much."

"Moved?" Zhao Yan smiled, but his eyes were full of pity.

"En." Dark Seven nodded.

When An Qi cried, Zhao Yan lost all charming thoughts, hugged and coaxed him for a while, and sat down beside the bed after crying enough.

"Then what name does Xiao Qi want to be called?" Zhao Yan touched An Qi's face.

An Qi shyly drooped her eyes and pursed her lips: "I think... Is it okay to follow His Highness's surname?"

"Follow my surname?" Zhao Yan asked in surprise.

Dark Seven nodded: "Yeah."

"Okay, of course, let me think about it, what name should I choose?"

Zhao Yan hugged An Qi in thought, and after a while, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Then it's Zhao Yu, Bai Yu condenses the elemental liquid, and Jin Yu glows strangely."

Dark Seven seemed to understand, but smiled happily: "Okay!"

His surname is Zhao, and his first name is Yu. From now on, he is also a person with a surname!

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